Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 256

After watching Jack and Elsa put on their little performance, I let out a light chuckle.

"No problem."

"Ms. Elsa, you really are kindhearted. It must be tough on you to drag your slow-witted brother around everywhere."

Jack's expression darkened with rage.

"What did you just say?"

I feigned surprise. "Oh, so you're normal?"

Then, turning to Elsa, I added, "I just assumed a sane person wouldn't block someone's way and try to force them into conversation."

Embarrassment flickered across Elsa's face. After a long hesitation, she finally tugged on Jack's sleeve, pulling him away in defeat.

I didn't bother watching them leave. Without another glance, I made my way deeper into the venue until I reached the three event organizers.

I had originally considered skipping the banquet altogether, but all three of them had personally reached out, requesting my presence. Turning them down outright would have been a little too disrespectful. They were momentarily taken aback when they saw me arrive wearing a mask.

I smiled, offering an easy explanation. "My apologies. I'm not in a position to show my face."

Frederick Hartwell nodded understandingly. "I get it, I get it. Everyone has their own secrets."

He then added, "I just never expected someone of your caliber to participate in a competition like this."

His words made me feel a little guilty.

"To be honest, this wasn't my original intention," I admitted. "There were certain circumstances behind it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have done something that affects the fairness of the contest."

I knew full well that my participation had taken away an opportunity from a newcomer. I wouldn't have entered at all if it weren't for Elsa.

Walter Grant chuckled, waving a hand dismissively. "No worries. If anything, your presence brought us a whole lot of publicity."

That was true.

In an instant, the striking red dress transformed into an elegant black one. It was mysterious and refined.

Judging by the time, Liliana should have already found Elsa for their little private chat. Sure enough, when I scanned the venue, I spotted Jack alone.

The moment he saw me, his frustration boiled over. "You're finally here! Ever heard of being on time?"

I shrugged, unfazed. "The main act always arrives fashionably late."

Then, pretending to look around, I asked, "Where's Elsa?"

Jack frowned in confusion and shook his head. "I have no idea. Someone came up to her earlier, and she left with them. I haven't seen her since."

Jack stiffened, and a flicker of panic flashed across his face.

Momentarily forgetting that we weren't exactly on good terms, he grabbed my arm in alarm. "What do we do now?"